{"text":"It's the rule of the wilds. You must be bigger, and stronger, and tougher. A coldness radiates through me, a solid wall that is growing, piece by piece, in my chest. He doesn't love me.He never loved me.It was all a lie.'The old Lena is dead.' I say, and then push past him. Each step is more difficult than the last; the heaviness fills me and turns my limbs to stone.You must hurt or be hurt.","author":"Lauren Oliver","tags":["alex","lena","lies","love","requiem"],"id":18616,"author_id":"Lauren+Oliver"}